Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Uzbekistan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Dual Sessions to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Eden Ahbez,
Sonic Youth,
Ornette Coleman,
Quando Quango,
Hoover,
The Litter,
The Slackers,
Jacob Miller,
Toni Rubio,
Faust,
Robert Wyatt,
The Sound,
Saccharine Trust,
Mad Mike,
Amon Düül,
Barrington Levy,
CMW,
Girls At Our Best!,
Aloha Tigers,
Jeff Lynne,
Brand Nubian,
Glambeats Corp.,
Blossom Toes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
X-102,
Technova,
Howard Jones,
AZ,
Livin' Joy,
Inner City,
Lindisfarne,
New York Dolls,
Avey Tare,
K-Klass,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Buckinghams,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ponytail,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Scrapy,
X-101,
Yaz,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sandy B,
Young Marble Giants,
Sex Pistols,
Scion,
World's Most,
Rotary Connection,
Essential Logic,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Music Machine,
Banda Bassotti,
Ohio Players,
Von Mondo,
Deadbeat,
Eric B and Rakim,
Todd Rundgren,
Deepchord,
ABC,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.